The Cousins Page #5

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You're made for caresses,

not for things of the mind.

Listen to him, Flo.

He's talking sense for once.

Oh, she's listening.

She can't stop listening.

Isn't that right?

- I've got two hours.

- I don't need that long.

I have just one little thing

to prove.

Admit that when your skin

touches Charles's,

the feeling is quite repellent.

Honestly, how does his skin

make you feel?

- Leave me alone.

- You see?

You're starting to realize

you picked the wrong boy.

Here...

stroke my skin.

Then stroke Paul's skin.

Go on, do it.

Where's the harm in it?

Paul, let her touch your skin.

- No, Clovis.

- Yes.

Come on, Florence.

Go on...

touch his skin.

Well, my girl?

What do you think?

That's the real thing.

That's skin

that responds to the touch.

Paul's skin

is something else entirely.

The man who'll save you

from Charles... is Paul.

Love one another, my lambs.

What are you waiting for?

Florence. Have you seen her?

- Any word on Philippe?

- He's okay, more or less.

- Something happen to Philippe?

- Didn't you hear?

He jumped out a window.

- No!

- Broke both legs.

I'm off, boys.

- All because of Franoise.

- The slut.

That's some news.

He was too good for her.

She led him around by the nose.

- 5:
20!

- It's not late.

- Let's go play pinball.

- No, I'll wait a bit longer.

- Join us later?

- I hope not.

Here he comes.

Don't worry.

Florence, what are you doing here?

I waited two hours.

Hi.

What happened?

We got our signals crossed.

I thought we said 3:00.

- It doesn't matter.

- It does. I hate standing people up.

I forgive you.

Charles, listen to me.

Sit down.

What's going on?

You're not going to like this.

Why?

This is awkward.

You tell him, Flo.

I think he's starting to understand.

Not at all.

While we were waiting for you -

This is hard to say.

Florence and I have decided

to live together for a while.

Live how?

You know... together.

Is this true, Florence?

Don't be mad at me.

I'm your friend.

Of course I'm not mad.

I'll wait my turn.

And you'll get it!

I was so afraid you'd think

we'd played you for a fool.

You could have taken it very badly.

No.

We're fond of you, you know.

By the way, Florence...

did you hear

what happened to Philippe?

I'm returning these.

- Why? They're yours.

- No.

I really can't.

Sure. You stole them.

They're yours.

So how are things?

Not too good.

What's the matter?

I'm miserable.

A girl dumped me.

- That's nothing.

- Easy for you to say.

Actually, she didn't

really dump me because...

I hardly knew her.

Well, then?

It hurts.

Young people!

If only all our problems were so trivial.

Study, my boy.

You'll soon forget her.

Drown yourself in your studies.

- It's not that easy.

Come now.

Think I never went through that?

I had my share of adventures.

Today I could afford ten girls

like the one who dumped you.

Do like me. Work hard.

She'll come crawling back.

Your cousin and his pals will flunk,

and you'll just laugh,

with your degree in your pocket.

Take the bull by the horns.

And if that doesn't work,

come see me.

- You're very kind.

- Kind!

There's not a minute to lose.

Get to work! No free books today.

Thanks.

Ah, heartbreak...

There's not a moment to lose.

Go hit the books.

THE INSUL:

THE LADY LIES:

THE AGONY OF LOVE

MY MOTHER'S CASTLE

Time to eat!

Already?

- Of course.

It's ready.

- Time to eat!

- Coming.

I'm hungry, hungry, hungry!

I burned myself.

- What is it?

- Tomatoes la provenale.

- Nothing but the best, eh?

- Looks great.

A round of applause for Flo!

What a cook!

Life is good!

Charles, why do you slave away

when tomatoes ripen

in the sun all by themselves?

I'm following a friend's advice.

What friend?

Your neighbor, the bookseller.

Just between you and me,

he doesn't think you'll pass.

I'm flattered.

Don't worry about me.

Anyway, even if I flunk,

I won't lose any sleep over it.

That's your choice.

I think of all you've done for me,

dear Mother.

You'll see - I'll make it up

to you a hundredfold.

The next time I kiss your cheek,

I'll be a brilliant graduate.

I don't believe it.

You're killing yourself, Charles.

Studying is all well and good,

but still...

- The boy'll be a great success.

- Come have a drink.

No, thanks.

Florence wants to dance,

and my feet are hurting.

- Come dance, Charles.

- No, really.

Not very gentlemanly, eh, Flo?

Not very.

Besides, I can't dance.

Florence would love

to teach you, eh?

Yes.

It's now or never.

Come on.

No, really.

I have too much work.

Think I don't?

Each to his own.

Come on, leave him alone.

I didn't say anything.

But he's not much fun.

Don't forget to go to bed.

It's so hot.

Good morning.

We never see you.

I've been studying.

Studying!

Stop fooling around.

You're blocking the sun.

Tan in peace, my beauty.

Have you had breakfast?

I'll make you some coffee.

- No, thanks.

Tea?

Hot chocolate?

And for you?

- The same as my beloved Charles.

You're both a pain in the neck.

I'm making coffee.

Can I have a cigarette?

What's the matter?

You're so pale.

Why do you work so hard?

You want to kill yourself?

Can I have a light?

Sorry.

- Well, back to work.

- You're not having breakfast?

Yes, but tell Paul

to bring it to my room.

Stay a while.

Tell him, okay?

It's ready.

Don't mind me.

I'm just taking a shower.

Hello, daddy-o.

Don't mind me.

I'm just taking a shower.

This'll get wet.

It's scalding!

It's scalding!

- You big baby!

- I was in the war!

- Liar!

A little colder.

A little - not too much!

- Stupid woman!

- I did what you said!

Colder!

I'm being boiled alive!

- What a whiner!

- I'm red as a lobster!

- Stupid twit!

- Everyone's stupid but you!

- If you don't like it -

- What?

- You can get lost.

- I just might do that!

Don't be stupid!

- Let go of me!

- Keep it down!

Charles is studying!

- Macho pig!

No scenes, please.

- Paul...

- What?

what does "sycophant" mean?

- What?

- Sycophant.

What the hell are you talking about?

Bastard!

- You all right?

- Fine.

Eat up.

Here's the hot water.

Careful.

Where's Florence?

She didn't even fix breakfast for us.

Why?

My friend, I have

some very sad news for you.

The three of us were so happy.

We didn't need anyone else.

All that's over now.

Anyway, she's still a good friend.

I'm very fond of her.

I'm sure you are too.

I'll miss her

tomatoes la provenale the most.

They were really good.

I didn't like them.

- You loved them.

- No, really.

- Come off it.

- No, I just ate them...

to make her happy.

Well, it's still sad.

What will you do now?

God only knows.

Study.

That's the best thing.

Then you can afford

ten girls like her.

Especially, my friend,

since your exam's in four days.

You haven't studied at all.

You really think you're ready?

Come on, Paul. Get to work.

No, my friend.

It's not my first exam,

nor, I fear, will it be my last.

These things are all relative.

I don't let them get to me.

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